We were here but we disappeared

I am here but I disappear

There are no chains on my ankles but I ain’t free

Surrounded by chicanery, skullduggery and tomfoolery.

Faux priests and part time leaders;

False sermoning preachers and sly idealogical “activists”

Training trained politicians how to do politics.

Blood splatters on the road and pavements;

26 minutes and 40 seconds to nukes; charcoal burns in the air

Napalm in the jungles and kids crying and dying on roof.

Breathing is taxed; voting for rats.

Bunkers and dungeons are home.

Christmas trees and unkissed lips;

Fleeting memories and forgotten songs.

Come; explain this to the future generations;

Come; if you dare!

We were the players that got played;

We were here but we disappeared.